To the Moon and Back

RSM0812

Build a home, Tall and grand.

For Preeminence to stand.

For quiet eyes here do intrude.

Sanctity obtrude, exclude.

Visions of immortal time,

Decisions given over wine.

Brings men to the roundest table.

Like forlorn of a fable.

Dress me like a marionette,

So I can slowly forget.

And drive me to the moon.

We'll all be there soon.

 

 

 

 

  • Author: RSM (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 30th, 2025 17:48
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Promises made are soon turned into a fable then we are no closer to the promise than the moon. A wonderful write.

  • Poetic Licence

    Will we ever meet the moon or is that one of those tall promises!!!, enjoyed the read



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